My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

tted her startled chest, exhaling a relieved breath, “What a coincidence, I finally managed to get a break from the film set, and here you are!”

“It’s only ten o’clock, still early. Can I come over to your place for some late–night snacks?”

“What are you holding? Do you have work tonight?”

It had been days since she last saw him, and upon seeing him, Xanthea chattered joyfully, only to notice after a while that the man in front of her had a dark, ominous look on his face, his presence chilling like eternal ice, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Orion, what’s wrong? Did something upset you?”

“So everyone can, but not me, is that it?”

Orion looked at her; his gaze was piercing and cold, reminiscent of the chilling sharpness when he first saw her body in that old crypt.

Xanthea was both puzzled and frightened by his stare, “What do you mean by ‘can‘ or ‘cannot‘? Orion, what are you talking about?”

slicing through her cheek. As he was about to enter Room 3001, Xanthea grabbed his arm, “Hey, what do you mean

a secret rendezvous with another man In the middle of the night?” Orion turned around, his dark eyes suddenly bursting with

shout, with a look of

calling her Ms.

rendezvous with

slam of the door startled Xanthea, and. She quickly realized what he meant–could it

brought Benjamin to Sunset Hills Estates for a secret rendezvous, and he caught them

are

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Bang, bang, bany!”

kept banging on the door of 3001, shouting, “Hey, Orion, come out and explain yourself! Who’s having a secret rendezvous in the middle

o’clock, how is that considered the

just here to discuss the script with me, and you twisted it into an affair? Don’t you think

her head before leaving